It was unfortunate, but Tyberius had to agree. Those girls they met definitely weren't going to win any beauty competitions anytime soon. It must have been hard for them, growing up with those faces. Good. Bonding from a mutual dislike was one of his favourite hobbies, and it was made especially sweeter to bond with someone who could be just as mean as he was. Together, they could be unstoppable, and get those goblins.
"Bury me with those pretzels, please, or I'll come back to haunt you. And who said I'm going to hell? I'm perfect, obviously I'd be going to heaven." Sleepier now that everything was settled, Tyberius kept his face hidden, a little worried that he was beginning to get so clingy and dependent. In a feeble attempt to regain his former edge, Ty growled, sounding a bit like a kitten. "You better not get used to this. I can still punch you in the face if you get too comfortable." Pushing his face further in, Ty curled in tighter, trying to give Levi a little more room.
"Bury me with those pretzels, please, or I'll come back to haunt you. And who said I'm going to hell? I'm perfect, obviously I'd be going to heaven." Sleepier now that everything was settled, Tyberius kept his face hidden, a little worried that he was beginning to get so clingy and dependent. In a feeble attempt to regain his former edge, Ty growled, sounding a bit like a kitten. "You better not get used to this. I can still punch you in the face if you get too comfortable." Pushing his face further in, Ty curled in tighter, trying to give Levi a little more room.